Host, You're Targeted

"I'll tell you the truth. You are not suitable for assisting. The level between you and the captain is too poor. If you play with him, you will only distract him from taking care of you. Your previous tacit understanding has never appeared a short board, because law as a super medical, with his efforts to make up for your defect, no matter how many injuries you suffer, he can be treated, he is the wood to make up for your short board. But now that his wood is gone, your defects are exposed. "

Xu Qingdu is merciless. He has only been to Pol for a week. This is the first time that he has cooperated with Wang Xiang and Lu Fei.

But it was because he was not familiar with Wang Jing and Lu Fei that he dared to speak out their shortcomings directly.

He is such a cold temperament. He may be gentle to familiar people, but he will be frank to strangers who are not familiar with him. Anyway, he is not familiar. Instead of courteously flattering, he should speak his own ideas directly.

"I'm not going to sacrifice myself to make up for your weakness. I'll just squeeze myself into a bucket and take my place. You need to make up for your shortcomings. I will not help you, and I will not save you anytime and anywhere. "

After six years of hard work, Xu Qingdu is no longer willing to trust others.

In his place, only himself is the most important, from the moment he was thrown out by people's dirty, he can only put himself in his heart.

"Yes, I'm Luo Lv's substitute, and I'm a medical substitute for your pol team I, but I'll put my words here. I won't milk you anytime, anywhere. You, prospect, hope of the pol first team are not suitable for supporting this position."

After Xu Qingdu said this with a cold face, the prospect broke out immediately, kicking out the electric racing chair that Lu Fei put back behind him, bypassed the table, grabbed Xu Qingdu's collar and pulled him out of the chair.

"You fuckin '"

Xu Qingdu was pulled by his collar and didn't do it. He sneered and spurred heat on his face.

"Oh, what? Do you want to do it? "

Looking forward to raising his fist, he will hit Xu Qingdu's face, and both hands are suddenly held by people.

Lu Fei grabs his fist from behind and does not let him move. Song Zhiye grabs him by the wrist of Xu Qingdu's collar and looks at him coldly.

"Look ahead, let go."

Looking forward to the quiet song Zhiye with his teeth clenched, he tightened Xu Qingdu's collar.

Xu Qingdu still has a specious smile on his face. He raises his eyebrows and looks at him as if he is showing off to him in silence.

If you have the ability, you can hit me. What can you do? Are you afraid to be told by the captain?

"Look ahead!" Lu Fei grabbed his fist and called out to him, "what are you doing? Why do you have to do it? "

Song Zhiye did not speak, but gradually increased the strength of his foresight.

Looking forward to endure the pain on his wrist, he bit his teeth and looked at Xu Qingdu, who was still sneering. He suddenly broke free from Song Zhiye's wrist and pushed Xu Qingdu forward with a strong hand.

Xu Qingdu, who suddenly lost his balance, fell directly behind him.

The e-sports chair hit him on his back and slipped down a long way. Xu Qingdu hit the stool and fell to the ground.

Last night, when song Zhiye ran into the street lamp post with his collar, a section of the lamp post was about to be layered, and it was directly stabbed on his back waist. When he got up in the morning, he felt a severe pain in his back and kneaded it with an egg.

But now the bruise bumped into the chair again. Xu Qingdu was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while. He lowered his head and bit his teeth, and refused to let others see him like this.